[It smells like a farm, only without the sweet scent of grass and flowers that are typically there to cover up the compost and animals. Taryon soldiers on, keeping his distance from the walls as he steps inside.]
No, but now I wish I had my gem-powered flashlight... [It was so cool, tinkering up a magic portable light. And he can't even do that here.] We'll have to just be careful.
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No, but now I wish I had my gem-powered flashlight... [It was so cool, tinkering up a magic portable light. And he can't even do that here.] We'll have to just be careful.
[He steps onto something sticky and freezes.]
...Watch your step.